Tuesday, April 20, 2010

A forkful of humble pie

I fully intended to build Ye Olde Chicken Coope out of reclaimed materials.  I planned to do it myself, without any help from the Hubs or our pal Dan, The Handiest Man On Earth.  I was sure I'd spend less on the whole shebang than I would on a single carton of free-range eggs.  I envisioned a whimsical-yet-sturdy home for my little chooks that would  make Rosie the Riveter proud.

I scoured Craigslist, Freecycle, and the occasional Dumpster for free materials.  I visited the local Habitat for Humanity store---and emerged with just enough hardware cloth to cover our existing brooder.  (I did, however, score a trio of vintage windows from our wonderful neighbor---Thanks, EJ!---but have come to terms with the fact that, um, I have nary a clue how to install them.)  

Gentle Reader, mea culpa.  Under cover of darkness, I liberated Jess' pickup and hightailed it to Lowe's.  Well and truly chastened, I blew a chunk of change sufficient to keep my entire neighborhood in organic eggs for the foreseeable future.   Reckless and utterly without shame, I even had the guy in Lumber cut the wood to size; for a quarter a cut, I bought my way out of the inevitable Equation of Carpentry Mortification.

Wendy + reciprocating saw = just plain crooked.

No two ways about it, people.  Worth every penny.


  1. There is no shame in letting the pros step in. (I say that as someone who spent the better part of an 8-hour day trying to cut corners on multiple lengths of crown moulding, unsuccessfully I might add, before letting a carpenter come in and finish the job)

  2. I can't wait to see what it looks like... there is a reason why most of them are made with wood and saw.. they stand :... so don't blame yourself you would have be have a architectral degree to make sure it worked.


  3. Wendy + reciprocating saw= Emergency Room!!

    Glad you went the smart way, dear sister!


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